Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Chapter 948 Complete Despair

Shen Mo is just a foothold here, to drink hot tea and eat, you have to enter the doll house.

Yan Qingwen and Zhu Shu entered the doll house last time and were still fighting with the monsters in the three seasons of spring, summer and autumn. Now they have become veritable guests. Please enter the living room, sit in front of the warm fireplace, drink black tea and eat snacks.

Zhu Shu said with emotion: "There is a lot of change here."

Without those gloomy dolls, planting flowers in the front yard and growing vegetables in the back yard, it becomes cozy and full of home.

A chicken walked across the window with its neck shaking, making Zhu Shu laugh, and she asked: "Wei Wei, how did you get it? Like a farmhouse, I think there are still fish in the pool?"

Bai Youwei talked while looking at the chicken with a couple of meats. "... all thanks to the teacher's credit. In order to get those vegetables and chickens, he also specially asked us to bring back a bunch of books on planting and breeding. Pay attention. "

Zhu Shu nodded with a smile: "Mr. Cheng must be very careful in doing things."

The door of the backyard opened, and Pan Xiaoxin ran back, panting, and his face was full of sweat. He greeted everyone: "Hello Yan, sister Zhu, I will take a shower and change clothes."

Zhu Shu teased him: "Xiaoxin really works hard and runs like this every day, isn't he tired?"

"Not tired!" Pan Xiaoxin answered simply, although his clothes were mostly sweaty, his expression was very relaxed, "Mo Ge said that as long as I insist on running ten laps a day, my physical fitness is not worse than that of adults. Now that we are short of people, maybe I will play the next game! "

There was a child's peculiar caper on his face, not afraid at all.

Teacher Cheng, who was busy in the kitchen, also protruded half of his body and lifted the spatula and said: "It is the so-called people's heart, Taishan moves. The monofilament does not make a thread, the single tree does not make a forest. As long as each of us is involved, we will definitely win of!"

"Should Teacher Cheng also participate?" Yan Qingwen in the living room was slightly surprised.

Shen Mo nodded calmly, "Teacher Cheng has the will to participate in the war. Although he is a bit older, but after the improvement of the maze, I believe that his physical fitness will not be too disadvantaged. If he happens to encounter knowledge in the professional field, it will be more Advantage."

Yan Qingwen was silent, and took a teacup and slowly took a sip.

Despite Shen Mo's words, he understood that if it were not for lack of people, Shen Mo and Bai Youwei would never let an old man and a child take risks.

After considering for a while, Yan Qingwen finally expressed his intention: "You think, why did Song Mingchuan organize the personnel to move north after giving up the king? Based on his physical condition ... it is likely to die halfway."

Bai Youwei glanced at Shen Mo and said lightly: "What else can we do? Probably think we cannot win. Instead of continuing to invest, it is better to give up as soon as possible and save the remaining resources and manpower."

"Li Li got some documents in the research room." Yan Qingwen said, "The huge diamond that floats in the air, after each round of battle, the radiation emitted will increase, and the current value has far exceeded the human body. Limit, if there is no puzzle to keep the territory, maybe we will have disappeared long ago. "

Bai Youwei frowned slightly and asked him, "What do you want to say?"

Yan Qingwen looked at her, then Shen Mo, and Shen said: "The battle is so difficult, Song Mingchuan always insists on supporting you, even if his physical condition is worse, he always gives a breath because he wants to avenge his son. Suddenly changed his attitude. He must have found something again, so he will be completely desperate. "

"You mean ... we will die in the decisive match?" Shen Mo asked.

"I can only speculate that there may not be a winner in the decisive game." Yan Qingwen paused for a while, and then said, "Accurately speaking ... No matter before or now, the decisive game, the king has never won."

There was silence in the living room, chickens groaning outside the window, chopping vegetables in the kitchen slamming, and upstairs, there was a hum of water ...

Zhu Shu looked at everyone and asked hesitantly: "There are ... a few more kings?"

I am slowly recovering the feeling ...

(End of this chapter)